Tony's Special Delivery

by: X. S. Sillke

 

Tony Moves the Boundary

 

Following Tony's departure, I reflected on how I had changed over the last two days. I had been a tarty crossdresser who enjoyed my solo pleasuring, but had now become his sexy sissy-slut, to be used for whatever pleasure his deviant mind could conjure up. So far he had managed to come over my panties, come inside my panties, come inside both my silk stockings whilst I was wearing them, and come all over my heavily made-up face. Full marks for variety ! I realised it excited me to be used this way. I pondered just how far I would be prepared to go to please my man ? What was my boundary ?

These thoughts were temporarily suspended whilst I concentrated on the task in hand. Tony had offered to milk me before he rushed back to the office, but I had declined as he was already late, which is why I was now balancing on my ridiculously high pink platformed heels, dressed in my sissy pink satin undies with spunk stained pink silk stockings, and holding the head of my rubber dolly at my groin to enjoy the pleasure of thrusting my excited clitty into the painted red open mouth. I had rolled a condom down over my prominent length to avoid making too much of a mess. I tired of this position and pulled the doll upwards, holding it by the waist I now slid my clitty up into the rubber tunnel between its black silk stockinged legs. Mmmm...it felt good, but this was no time for sentimentality, I thrust hard at the rubber doll, eager to relieve my sissy-cock of its contents. Standing with stockinged legs astride perched on my platformed heels, I poked the doll frantically, my efforts causing my silicone filled bra to wobble with each thrust, until I felt my juice begin to rise, and with a final flurry of excitement I felt the rubber teat filling to capacity inside the doll. Wow, I felt drained, and it was only the middle of my second day here. I propped the rubber doll up in the corner of the bedroom and switched off the video camara. I flopped backwards onto the bed and lay spreadeagled, savouring the feeling of being 'dressed'.

I awoke suddenly, taking a few seconds to get my bearings and to take in what I was wearing. What was the time ? I glanced across at the bedside clock, and realised I only had just over an hour before Tony would be calling back. I decided to get changed, the pink satin undies with their accessories were definately horny, but the mass of frilly bows decorating them meant it would be hard to wear anything over the top of them, especially as most of my stuff was skin-tight. Best to save them for dreamy bedtime wear. I stripped off and went to the spare bedroom to select my outfit for this evening, and then returning to dress.

I decided the cropped blonde wig would stay, along with the two hair slides with the big bows, they looked quite cute. My make-up was touched up, keeping the pink eyeshadow along with the heavy eyeliner which extended halfway down either side of my nose, the round pink blusher circles on my cheeks which gave me a doll-like appearance were replaced with the same colour but sweeping up my cheekbone line. My bright pink lipstick was replenished and then coated with a frosting gloss. I kept my black lace stocking-top choker, and added the black full cup lace bra, slipping the silicone falsies into the cups. A short waist-high black corselette followed, I hadn't worn it for ages, but its main advantages were that I could slip my clitty up inside it to camouflage the tell-tale bulge and that the suspender straps hanging from it were so short that they pulled the stockings really high up my legs, so that I could therefore wear stockings even with a really short mini skirt. I slid a pair of 10 denier black seamed stockings with ornate lace tops up my legs and attached them to the short suspenders, this action always made my clitty grow, and today was no exception. I slipped it up into my corselette out of harms way before sliding my black cire panties up my silky legs and into position. A tight black wet-look T-shirt and my really tight red satin mini skirt followed. The shoes were the red platformed ankle straps with the mega heels and, of course, my black shoulder length lycra gloves complete with bracelets and bangles completed the outfit. I was really pleased with the gloves because they were long enough to tuck into the sleeves of the wet look T-shirt, and along with the black lace choker, gave the impression of being a one-piece, it gave a really sexy effect. Finished dressing, I climbed up onto my heels and tottered to the mirror to see the overall image, and it was really horny, I bounced on my platforms to watch my titties wobbling inside my wet look shirt- wow, that was top bannana !

With my now familiar short strides governed by the ultra height of my heels, I made my way out to the lounge, just in time to hear the back door opening. That would be Tony, I continued my restricted strides out to the kitchen, my heart pounding as it always did when he arrived. I went through the doorway and stopped to allow him to run his eyes over me, his response being "Oooohhh yesss", which I took as a compliment and responded by pushing my gloved hands out from my sides and giving a little curtsey. He smiled and came towards me.

"Looking good ! I'm rather glad that you have changed Tammy, as I thought as it was a mild evening that we could go for a little drive ?"

"What ?.......n....no....I can't go out dressed like this.....my.....my make-up and........clothes...er....and....its not what you would wear to go out in !"

"Why not ? You look great, and its only for a drive, people are only going to see the top part of you and that looks stunning, they will just think that we are going clubbing or something."

"Well......I really don't know....I've never been out dressed......and certainly wouldn't dress like this....."

"C'mon, it'll be OK, trust me, I'll look after you. I've got a couple of long wax coats in the car, you can put one of those on over the top and nobody will be any the wiser. You're looking terrific, you will pass."

"Well, alright then, but at least let me take these bows out of my hair."

"No, leave them in, they suit your personna. Just go and grab your lippy and whatever else you might need, I'll go and get you a coat."

I tip-tapped off to the bedroom to get my lipstick and froster, suddenly realising that I didn't have a handbag ! I had never needed one, I had never been out dressed before. I made do with a little make-up pouch, and nervously made my way back to the kitchen. Was this fate ? I hadn't worn my corselette for months and the one time I put it on, Tony wants to take me out in public ? That was spooky ! Tony was back with the wax coat, it was blue, which was an improvement on the green that all the "country set" seemed to wear. Matched their green wellies I suppose.

Tony draped the coat over my shoulders and guided me out the door. He put his arm around me as we walked down the path, which was nice. My heart was pounding again, my heavily made-up eyes flicking all around, I peered from beneath my long false lashes to see if anyone was watching. I was suddenly very concious of the bounce of my titties in their tight wet look covering with every step. Tony had parked the car in a little lay-by further down the track. Damn. He could at least have left it by the door. A cat ran out in front of us, and I nearly had a heart attack ! Tony laughed and steadied me on my high platforms. My eyes continued to dart form side to side, but we made it down to the car without further incident. He opened the passenger door for me, sliding the coat from my shoulders as I stooped to get in. It was an MGB Roadster, which meant it was set very low to the ground, and Tony enjoyed the inevitable flash of lace stocking tops and suspenders as I slid into the seat.

We drove for quite a while, passing through several villages, I was aware of quite a few glances in my direction, but most of them were from men. Tony stroked my silk covered thigh as we went along, and I found myself relaxing although I remained aware that I was overly made-up for the outside world, but as Tony said, men would just want to get into my panties and women would just dismiss me as a tart. No harm done either way. I sank back into my seat and started to enjoy Tony's attentions, even though his hand was now travelling higher and exposing my lace stocking tops. What the hell, I thought, I was his sissy-slut, if he was happy to show me off, I would just sit back and enjoy it !

By the time that he pulled into a narrow track that led up to a car park at the top of the cliffs, I had my gloved arm along the back of his seat and my blonde head resting on his shoulder, and his wandering hand had managed to expose both my stocking tops and my suspenders as well ! We parked up overlooking the sea. It was starting to get dark by now.

"How about we go for a stroll, there is a path that goes along the cliffs over there ?"

"Tony ! You have got to be joking ? You don't make your face up like a tart, wear a micro mini skirt, black seamed stockings and bright red ankle strap shoes with a 5 inch heel to go for a stroll !!"

"Relax babe, the path is a deadend and there are no other cars in the car park, the worst scenario would be that we meet someone walking their dog or a couple of hikers in their anoraks. If that did happen and they happened to be male, they would just end up having a big stiffy after seeing you. Nothing to worry about babe."

"I don't know......I was only just getting comfortable about being seen inside a car......."

He managed to talk me into it, and came round to my side of the car with the long blue coat. I struggled to get out of the car and up onto my platformed heels, pulling at my skirt to try to get the hemline to cover my stocking tops. I turned around for him to drape the coat over my shoulders, but instead felt him grip my gloved wrists and heard the familiar click as he secured the handcuffs behind me ! I protested, but to no avail. He was sure that I would enjoy once we got going. He put the coat over my shoulders, which at least would hide my wrists cuffed behind me, and put his arm around my shoulder as we set off for our stroll. After a little while my nervousness had faded a bit, and I started to relish the feeling of the soft breeze around the top of my legs, after years of wearing male trousers it is the simple sensations like that which add to the excitement of a situation.

Our progress was slow due to the height of my heels, but the pull of my suspenders on my stockings and the awareness of my titties bouncing with each short stride started to work its magic. I realised that despite my heart pounding and the feeling of vulnerability that my clitty was as hard as ever under my corselette.

Tony chatted away about nothing in particular as I tottered along on my platforms and accustomed myself to being out in the open air dressed as my fantasy woman, when suddenly a dog came hurtling towards us down the path, it paused briefly in front of us wagging its tail, and then left to seek out far more attractive scents further down the path. Inevitably the owner followed along with the lead in his hand. I thought "Thank God it's a man", and then wondered why ?? I was suddenly frantic - were my stocking tops showing - were my titties bouncing too much - was my corselette still hiding my bulge - was this a blind man and therefore wouldn't see any of it ?!? Tony sensed my stiffening in panic and muttered words of encouragement. I concentrated on putting one foot in front of the other, I mustn't fall off my platforms now. The blind man passed us by, giving a polite nod of acknowledgement as he passed. I let my breath out with a wwheeewww, although I hadn't been aware that I had been holding it in for the last two minutes. I don't know if he turned around to observe my seams and stilt heels, but I would like to think that he did ! Tony made the comment that I had probably just caused 'stiffy No 1', which made me smile and relax.

We continued along the path, and I realised that that the fact that my gloved wrists were cuffed behind me and that I couldn't pull the coat edges together to cover my black silken legs and mini skirt had actually added to the excitement of the moment. We reached the end of the path and stopped, Tony pulling me towards him, squashing my boobs against his chest, and slipping his hands beneath my coat to fondle my tightly sheathed bum. We stayed like that for a while, looking out over the ocean. Up until now our relationship had been very sexually orientated, and we were both sexually excited by the other, but we had just spent several hours together just enjoying each others company, a true friendship. Wow, this train of thought was getting heavy - better put that on the back burner to mull over another time. I looked up at Tony, and his lips came down to gently brush across my heavily glossed mouth. Didn't want to spoil the make-up, well, at least not until we got back to the car.

The journey back along the path passed without incident, with me enjoying the fact that I was walking along in public with my hands handcuffed behind me, and nobody knew it. At the car Tony took the coat from my shoulders but left the cuffs on. He put the coat on the roof and leant me back against the car, our lips met and his tongue followed its usual route between my pink glossed lips, his hands roaming over my tightly encased body. I whimpered into his mouth. Raising the hem of my skirt to reveal my lace stocking tops and taut suspenders he gently lowered my black cire panties down to my knees. I broke from the kiss. "We can't.....not here.....someone might see......the man with his dog.....anybody........we can't.......".

He ignored my protest and his hand slipped under my corselette to release my excited clitty from its restrictive berth. He smothered any further protest with his lips as we passionately kissed, and I suddenly didn't care less who might see. The bottom edge of the corselette caused my clitty to stick straight out in front of me, and he gently started to use his finger and thumb technique causing me to once again whimper into his mouth. I couldn't believe I was doing this, dressed like a total tart with my hands cuffed behind me, stockings and suspenders on show with my panties around my knees whilst someone delicately wanked me off in a public car park. The feathery touch of his finger and thumb soon made me forget about my surroundings and I found myself moving to meet his expert ministrations. His technique was teasingly frustrating, prolonging the inevitable conclusion, but ooooh

it was heavenly. I didn't want it to ever end. As I felt the approach of fulfilling his manipulation I suddenly heard the sound of a car engine, looking back over my shoulder I saw car headlights just pulling into the entrance to the narrow track which led to the car park. I was too close...."Don't stop............don't stop..............harder........finish me off........please........", the car got closer, Tony abandoned his delicate technique and wrapped his hand around my sissy-cock, wanking it urgently, the car was nearly here, just as he took me over the top and I watched as my goo squirted out over the tarmac. By the time I had finished spurting Tony had opened the car door and I dived into the seat. The car pulled up and parked about twenty feet away on the other side of the car. I huddled low in my seat, my still erect clitty sticking up in the air and my panties still around my knees.

Tony climbed in on the other side, he was smiling broadly. He leant across to release the cuffs and found a box of tissues behind the seat. I hurriedly cleaned myself up and pulled my panties up my silken legs, pulling my skirt down to regain respectability.

"Wheewww. You're a bastard Tony, that was a bit too close for comfort."

"Oh yeah, and like I heard you telling me to stop !"

We both laughed and kissed again. We looked across to the other car, it was a young couple, already busy snogging and he had more than a handful of her tits, completely oblivious of us. I flipped the visor down and used the vanity mirror to repair the damage to my lipstick. I looked at Tony.

"How about you ? Your pants must be ready to burst by now."

"I've nearly come in them at least six times tonight, just through looking at you. You really are a sexy bitch you know."

"Well, flip your seat back and I will see what I can do for you."

Tony released the back of his seat to recline backwards and reached into his pocket to bring out a packet of condoms. Saves on the cleaning up he said with a smile. I leant across with my gloved hand and opened his zip, reaching inside to release his lovely cock. He opened the pack and pulled one out,

gently eased it over the top of his rampant cock, and asked me to roll it down for him. My gloved fingers slowly rolled it down his length, his groaning telling me he was enjoying the sensation, I took longer than was necessary to ensure it was rolled right to the bottom of his cock. I sat upright so that he could see my heavily made-up face and stuck the tip of my tongue out the corner of my brightly glossed lips for extra effect. I used his finger and thumb style with my lycra covered digits

which caused him to groan loudly and mutter obscenities about kinky sexy bitches. I glanced across at our neighbours to see that her blouse was undone and her tits were hanging outside her black bra and were getting considerable attention from her partner. Hussey !!! I continued my gentle wanking of Tony's rubber encased cock, his hip movements told me that he was close to completion, it seemed quite natural for me to lower my head and take the top two inches of his cock between my bright pink glossy lips, I sucked hard whilst my gloved fingers continued to manipulate the bottom half of his cock. He bucked up against my mouth and I removed my hand to let his cock slide right into my sucking mouth, I felt it expanding in its rubber covering and felt the teat filling against my tongue as his warm spunk spurted inside my mouth. He groaned loudly as he deposited his load into my sucking mouth. I waited until it had finished twitching before I let it plop out from between my glossed lips.

"Wow Tammy, you never cease to amaze me. That was fantastic."

"Well, not that good, it was the first time......I think I need to practise a bit."

"Well, I'm all for helping out with that ! Lets pick up a take-away and go back to my place ?"

We left our neighbouring love-birds, we could only see her high heeled legs on the dashboard by this time, and headed off for something to eat. I was looking forward to what may be for dessert !

 

To be continued..............................

 

 

 

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